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a  ^ritjate  Collection  of  Caricatures,  Cartoons  and 
Character  Sketches  of  members  of  the  New  York  Stock 
Exchange,  humorously  portraying  their  fads  and  foibles,  and 
conveying  the  jovial  spirit  and  good  fellowship  underlying 
the  serious  side  of  everyday  life  "on  'change." 


Issued  under  the  Direction  of  a 

Committee  of  i^letnbers 


PART  ONE 


NEW  YORK 
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Copyright  1904  by  George  D.  Mackay,  Treas.  for  the  Committee 


Arranged  and  printed  under  the  Direction  of 
George  E.  Croscup 

at  The  Miller  Press,  New  York 


tCije  Committee 


%\)t  artists 


(Quatrains 


engrossing 


i860  to 

Rudolph  Keppler 
Elias  C.  Benedict 
Sylvester  L.  Blood 
James  Boyd 
Ezra  S.  Connor 
George  F.  Cummings 
Walter  S.  Gurnee 
Richard  P.  Herrick 
Harry  L.  Horton 
Alfred  M.  Judson 
Donald  Mackay 

1 8 JO  to 

Richard  H.  Halsted 
George  D.  Mackay 

Russell 

1880  to 

Frederick  T.  Adams 
Henry  Block 
Stephen  H.  Brown 


1870 

William  McClure 
James  McCormick 
James  A.  McMicken 
H.  Cruger  Oakley 
Edward  L.  Oppenheim 
Charles  M.  Schott,  Jr. 
William  E.  Tunis 
William  Weeber 
Stephen  V.  White 
James  Whitely 
Daniel  T.  Worden 

1880 

William  A.  Putnam 
Frederick  G.  Renner 

Sage 

i8go 

Harry  Content 
Charles  H.  DeWitt 
Robert  P.  Doremus 


^att  <©ne  —  continue 


1880  to  i8go- 

Frederick  Edey 
Frederick  S.  Flower 
Franklin  W.  Hopkins 
James  M.  Leopold 
Otto  S.  Loeb 
James  McGovern 
Robert  L.  Niles 
James  H.  Oiiphant 
William  B.  Oliver,  Jr. 
Dyer  Pearl 
William  H.  Sands 
John   M.  Shaw 
Isaac  N.  Spiegelberg 


Hartwig  N.  Baruch 
Cleland  Benedict 
Lemuel  C.  Benedict 
John  Kerr  Branch 
Albert  O.  Brown 
Philip  T.  Brown 
Charles  S.  Bryan 
Jacob  Cahn 
Jay  F.  Carlisle 
Bird  S.  Coler 
Walter  J,  Currie 


-continued 

Joseph  H.  Sterling 
George  W.  Stern 
Henry  S.  Sternberger 
Maurice  M.  Sternberger 
William  L.  Stow 
N.  Townsend  Thayer 
Ferdinand  M.  Thieriot 
Frederick  B.  Tilghman 
Charles  W.  Turner 
Edward  R.  Volmer 
Edward  Wasserman 
Jesse  Wasserman 
J.  Norman  Whitehouse 


i8go  to  igoo 


Howard  P.  Frothingham 
Robert  Goodbody 
Arthur  M.  Lawrence 
L  Chauncey  McKeever 
Frederick  W.  Perry 
Millard  F.  Polhemus 
Henry  W.  Poor 
Cornelius  W.  Provost 
Nathaniel  D.  Putnam 
Leonard  Schafer 
William  H.  SussdorfF 


Talbot  J.  Taylor 


AKE!  For  the  pen  that  strives  to  see  aright 
Is  slinging  ink  at  foible,  habit,  plight, 
That  seem  to  specify  the  Kings  of  Gold, 
And  set  endormant  vanities  alight. 

I  see  the  ghost  of  grim  travesty  stride 

With  brush  envenomed,  who  good  taste  defied, 

And  drew  me  pictures  of  a  noisy  cvcw. 

That  slandered,  stung,  and  very  often  lied. 

But  who  is  wounded  by  the  honest  fling 

Of  Friendship's  banter,  merits  well  the  sting 

Of  pen  and  pencil;  so  awake  and  know 

The  phantoms  hither  borne  on  caustic  wing. 


MEITION  hath  indeed  a  mighty  range 
When  spurred  by  thrifty  but  it  is  passing  strange 
How  mere  created  man  for  twenty  years 
Could  wield  the  qavel  in  a  Stock  Exchange, 


Rudolph  Keppler. 


RIEND  of  a  Nation' s  erst-while  President^ 
Foe  to  the  jaunts  not  profitably  spent 
Afloat^  ashore^  waking  or  dreaming^  he 
Conned  only  letters  that  would  spell  per-cent. 


Elias  C.  Benedict 


'^BENZINE  ^^ggy^^  under  safe  control^ 
A  Yacht  that  sees  but  Ocean^s  gentlest  rollj 
The  songs  of  masters  sandwiched  in  between^ 
His  name  is  first  on  Satisfaction''  s  scroll. 


Sylvester  L.  Blood 


RISE  ye  dullards!  Move ^  financial  colts! 
Before  this  master  hand  of  ohms  and  volts. 
All  stocks  not  telegraphic  stir  nor  thrill 
This  pilot  of  the  first  GouW  s  thunderbolts. 


James  Boyd 


R IV A  RE  the  man  who  hath  no  fish  to  fry; 
Retiremenf  s  only  business  on  the  sly: 
For  he  but  fishes  for  the  things  of  goldj 
Preparing  for  some  grand  coup  bye  and  bye. 


Ezra  S.  Connor 


HO  views  a  past  without  its  stupid  page^ 
IVith  active  reminiscence  of  the  stage ^ 
Who' s  the  old  Guard  both  on  and  off  the  floor ^ 
Can  sure  disarm  the  ravages  of  age. 


George  F.  Cum 


J-/O^S  fond  of  good  old  wine,  and  hath  in  store 
A  wealth  of  tales  of  knickerhocker  lore^ 
Grows  never  old,  hut  in  the  young  to-day 
Is  adolescing  with  the  scenes  of  yore. 


Walter  S.  Gurnee 


MOSE  by  the  heat  of  speculation  fired 
But  little  ken  the  peace  of  him  retired. 
No  care  save  the  companionship  of  friends^ 
No  business  that  cannot  be  safely  wired. 


Richard  P.  Herrick 


A  PPT  the  man  who  hath  a  wealth  of  tales 
So  vast  that  mem'^ry  hath  it  stored  in  bales  I 
And  happier  he  whose  hearers  are  himself^ 
For  then  his  wheeze  or  fable  never  fails. 


Harry  L.  Horton 


NE  of  the  first  ^-'One  Hundred'*'*  without  doubt 
Is  young  enough  to  tire  our  stripplings  outy 
For  he  has  reeled  off  many  scores  of  miles 
i\  From  Maine  to  Gotham  in  a  runabout. 


Alfred  M.  Judson 


<^-^W~YOR  time  nor  tide  for  any  man  will  wait!''* 
So  Sir  Punctilious  saith^  who*  s  never  late. 
Still  there  be  those  whose  motto  is  "Forget^'* 
And  yet  they  filch  gold  from  the  purse  of  Fate, 


Donald  Mackay 


DOUBT  that  pens  are  mightier  than  rakes ^ 
Or  roof -slates  better  than  bucolic  "Shakes'''^ ^ 
However  this  be^  our  rural  Secretaire 
Rakes  business  hay  with  hand  that  never  quakes. 


William  McClure 


JVONDER  if  the  good  friends  gone  before  us 
Laugh  when  we  laugh^  or  silently  ignore  us, 
'  Twere  best  to  feel^  since  spirits  never  die, 
That  his  still  mingles  in  our  merry  chorus. 


James  McCormick 


RRHAPS  Uwere  cruel ^  Friend^  to  call  thee  back ^ 
But  all  men  sigh  for  merry  souls  they  lack, 
'Thy  Pals  on  '  Change^  thy  Comrades  of  the  Flag 
March  on  toward  the  final  Bivouac. 


James  A.  McMicken 


HK  Squire  of  Dames  scorns  the  advance  of  age^ 
For  beaux  can  fascinate  at  any  stage, 
The  secret'^ s  here: —  Begin  with peruquier^ 
And  end  with  Chesterfieldian  equipage. 


H.  Cruger  Oakl 


AGE  Patriarch!  Pray  point  us  out  the  way 
How  forty  years  of  speculation*  s  sway 
But  added  to  thy  power ^  while  in  thy  time 
Thou^st  seen  a  thousand fortunes  swept  away. 


Edward  L.  Oppenheim 


'  VE  wondered  oft  if  Brokers  deemed  it  strange 
IVhile  angling  on  some  well  stocked  fishing  range ^ 
That  trout  and  bass  no  easier  are  snared^ 
Than  human  gudgeons  on  the  Stock  Exchange, 


Charles  M.  Schott 


HIS  ball  and  pinSj  this  shirt-sleeved  travesty 
And  angler  oldy  as  nothing  seem  to  me^ 
For  there  are  cheerier  "halls'*'*  and  angling  tooj 
King  Pin  of  which  this  Phantom  seems  to  be. 


William  E.  Tunis 


E  smiles  at  Billiard  Champion'^ s  shattered  hopes^ 
TVho  has  been  chastened  by  the  smiles  of  Popes ^ 
And  who  can  claim  the  friendship  of  a  King^ 
Minds  not  how  bare  the  gold  mine'^s  spurs  and stopes. 


William  Weeber 


H  lucky  eye  that  reads  signs  in  the  stars! 
'  Tis  said  thou  master"* dst  Mammon  led  by  Mars; 
And  sure  some  Astrologic  power  was  thine ^ 
For  failure  on  thy  credit  left  no  scars. 


Stephen  V.  White 


AMES  lifts  aloft  full  thirty  stones  or  more^ 
Me^s  swift  of  foot^  reels  miles  off  by  the  score* 
Yet  cannot  fly  from  sluggards  who  can  win^ 
Nor  lift  a  pound  of  had  luck  from  the  floor. 


James  Whitely 


RT  me  drink  deep  to  Paragon  Au  Fait^ 
Whose  father  shone  in  many  a  bloody  fray. 
His  frays  tho'*  blood/ess  make  a  world  of  smoke  ^ 
Betraying  fires  to  limn  his  winning  way. 


Daniel  T.  Word 


LjLAH'*'*  be  praised!    There  is  a  man  Pve  seen 
Who  dares  to  scoff  at  motive  gasoline'^ 
IVho  can  deride  that  somnolescent  fad 
Of  ^^link^""  and  and  blasphemy^  and  spleen. 


Richard  H.  Halsted 


HAT''  S  hereP  A  Mercury  with  swift  winged  heels ^ 
M^hose  mandates  every  nation"*  s  market  feels, 
IVho  writes  on  curing  colds  yet  has  them  too, 
And  carries  in  his  head  all  things  but  wheels. 


George  D.  Mackay 


H  lucky  man  that  hath  a  farmer"*  s  mien^ 
And  speculator"* s  soul!  Nor  gold  or  "Green'*'* 
That  are  not  legal  tender  falls  to  thee. 
No  trickster  fools  thee  till  thou'* st  first  been  ^^seen^ 


William  A.  Putnam 


TRANGR  is  it  not?  That  he  who'^s  fortune* s  swayed^ 
Should  ever  have  at  Agriculture  played. 
Potatoes  are  as  gemSj  hay'^s  threaded  gold^ 
And  dollars  drown  in  each  turn  of  the  spade. 


Frederick  G.  Renner 


E  never  knew  the  wine  cup  or  the  stage ^ 
Was  never  in  the  wars  that  women  wage; 
Still  trifles  he  with  millions  and  per  cents ^ 
And  staggers  financiers  not  half  his  age. 


Russell  Sage 


LL  mariners  to  Neptune  meekly  bow^ 
Save  Commodores^  and  one^s  before  me  now. 
Mindful  of  deeds  that  held  the  sea  in  awe^ 
The  Sea- God  stands  abashed  with  naked  brow. 


Frederick  T.  Adams 


ING  me  a  song  that  lauds  the  summer  sea^ 
And  glorifies  our  pink  of  Infantry, 
Poet  awake!     TVrite  me  a  roundelay 
Anent  the  Rein- Xing'* s  latest  victory. 


Henry  Block 


U RE  Atlas  bore  no  burden  like  to  thine  ! 
"Corny  TVine  and  Woor'*  are  written  on  thy  sign. 
Now  one  sets  wits  to  gathering  of  the  other y 
Inspiring  wives  to  ^plaints  not  all  Divine, 


Stephen  H.  Brown 


ARK  where  Content  along  the  highway  whirls y 
Unmindful  of  the  market"*  s  maddening  swirls! 
He  hath  no  fad  save  for  that  dread  machine 
Reliant  as  the  flitting  whims  of  girls. 


Harry  Content 


TAKE  not  thine  all  on  fields  where  ''Bookie'*'*  stalks y 
For  there"*  s  a  price  for  everything  that  talks. 
And  "'tis  an  axiom  old  as  Mother  Goose 
Intention  wavers  when  Good  Fortune  balks. 


Charles  H.  DeWitt 


0/  where  the  dumb  steered  by  the  glib  of  tongue^ 
Stems  speculation'^  s  flood!  Thy  day  is  young 
And  gives  no  inkling  of  the  nightfalls  gain:— 
So  odd  lot  plungers  e'*er  by  chance  are  ^'strung^"* 


Robert  P.  Doremus 


ORE  than  one  Frederick  the  Great  has  reigned^ 
JVho  hath  the  sweets  of  broadened  Empire  Gained y 
TVhose  kites  must  fly,  whose  aims  are  never  missed^ 
Whose  tickers  taped  success  that  others  pained. 


Frederick  Edey 


shame  of  Brooklyn !  That  a  tyrant  Flower 
Should  rule  the  transit  of  this  bed-time  bower ! 
Is  there  no  force  to  move  the  snailish  pace 
Of  trains  that  disregard  the  dinner  hourP 


Frederick  S.  Flower 


AILj  to  the  chief  who  shuns  grand  stand  parades^ 
And  yet  whose  martial  glory  never  fades! 
Historians  differ j  but  all  write  as  one 
Anent  his  battle  of  the  Palisades. 


Franklin  W.  Hopkins 


LL  men  are  gamesters  more  or  less,  and  this  one 
Was  never  known  to  see  a  chance  and  miss  one. 
Pinocle'* s  hundred  aces  are  to  him 
As  simple  as  to  win  a  child ^ — or  kiss  one. 


James  M.  Leopold 


SA IV  a  Nero  fiddling  midst  the  flock 

Of  agnient  victims  singed  with  sugar  stocky 

JVho  feared  nor  hull  nor  bear.     These  looked  askance ^ 

And  watered  not  this  saccharinic  rock. 


Otto  S.  Loeb 


T  is  to  laughs     Can  anyone  believe 
That  cacchination  ever  could  deceive? 
Ah^  innocent!  Beware  the  laurelled  wag 
Ji^ho  carries  all  his  laughter  up  his  sleeve. 


James  McGov 


HO  molds  his  own  career  must  ever  feel 
A  confidence  in  self  as  strong  as  steel 
He  can  repair  lost  fortunes  on  demand ^ 
Or  manufacture  an  automobile. 


Robert  L.  Niles 


XTRAVAGANCE  in  life  is  fortune's  knell, 
But  J  friend^  beware!     Guard  not  thy  gold  too  well, 
Lest  nothing  ventured,  nothing  has  been  won, 
And  thou  art  caught  in  envy's  seething  knelL 


James  H.  Oliphant 


TRANGE  how  the  bubbling  glass  and  tinkling  ice 
Seems  to  inspire  the  oratorio  vice! 
Suggestive  too^  when  fined  for  speeding  fast^ 
Of  phrase  emphatic  hut  not  over  nice. 


William  B.  Oliver, 


'^PRARLj  of  Price'*'*  this  sportsman  is  indeed! 
The  very  birds  yield  to  his  rifle*  s  greed  j 
The  very  horses  laugh  him  to  success^ 
And  men  and  women  marvel  at  his  ^'•speed^'* 


Dyer  Pearl 


LOVE  the  tr op  hied  champion  for  his  gains  ^ 
Save  those  that  blow  dumb  creatures  into  pains  ^ 
But  these  can  find  their  compensating  balms 
In  gentler  games  where  bloodless  contest  reigns. 


William  H.  Sands 


PORTING  and  stocks  are  tandem  industries^ 
And  here^s  a  dream  that  each  exemplifies, 
Happy  the  man  who  both  can  typify^ 
And  capture  gain  or  folly  where  it  flies! 


John  M.  Shaw 


Tf^ERE  easier  far  to  ride  a  lightning  flash 
Than  still  a  spirit  whose  amusement'' s  cash. 
Be  warned^  proud  plunger!    Play  doth  leaven  worky 
And  lighter  makes  the  burden  of  a  crash. 


Isaac  N.  Spiegelberg 


AIL  on^  O  friend^  toward  that  sweet  Beyond^ 
JVafted  to  rest  by  Mem  ^ry'^s  brightest  wand! 
For  those  who  knew  thee  least  sighed  with  regret 
Envious  of  all  of  whom  thou  hadst  been  fond. 


Joseph  H.  Sterling 


EACRFUL  and  calm  as  indolent  content 
Is  he  who  wildly  figures  out  "per  cent^"^ 
And  placidly  awaits  his  fished  for  prey^ 
Whether  the  sum  involved  he  lost  or  lent. 


George  W.  Stern 


BEJVD  before  thee,  Crichton  of  the  floor ^ 

IVho  muzzled  "Bears'*'*  and  stilled  the  mad  "Bulls'*'*  roar^ 

Who  quelled  in  mimic  wars  insensate  foes, 

But  won  in  Loveland  victories  galore. 


Henry  S.  Sternberger 


HOSE  fad  IS  antique  watches  laughs  at  Fate^ 
For  he  imprisons  time  before  too  late. 
So  too  might  he  make  time  upon  the  turf^ 
Could  he  hut  find  a  horse  to  bear  his  weight. 


Maurice  M.  Sternberger 


HEAR  a  whisper  that  grim  Fate  will  yield ^ 
That  light  once  more'* II  suffuse  the  polo  fields 
That  fines  for  speeding  soon  again  shall  he^ 
And  'Thalia'* s  censor  once  again  revealed. 


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William  L.  Stow 


ICT ION'S  Doctor,  Esculapia's  fact! 
Save  that  his  nostrums  breed  orgatc  pact, 
Unerringness  to  howls  and  billiard  balls, 
And  balm  for  eyes  in  playful  contest  blacked. 


N.  TowNSEND  Thayer 


AY  not  Astronomy'^ s  a  slumbrous  art^ 
JVhen  here'^s  a  man  so  big  of  nerve  and  heart 
That  he  can  read  the  stars  while  holding  wires, 

To  sway  the  wealth  of  nations  wide  apart. 


Ferdinand  M.  Thieriot 


HT father  served  our  Nation'* s  honored  sire'j 
W hich  must  explain  the  basis  of  thine  ire. 
That  none  save  thou  excels  in  every  thing. 
Nor  glows  with  Revolutionary  fire. 


Frederick  B.  Tilghman 


AIL  King  of  Boxers!  Years  ago  and  since ^ 
The    Handy  Genf'^  hath  made  his  rivals  wince. 
But  ^  twas  reserved for  thee  to  Upper  cut 
^'Side  step'*''  and    solar-plex'*'*  before  a  Prince, 


Charles  W.  Turner 


AIL  doughty  master  of  the    Strike'*'*  and  Spare'*'* 
JVho  scores  as  well  among  the  beauteous  fair! 
For  thy  magnetic  baritone  swells  out. 
Enslaving  e'*en  the  circumambient  air. 


Edward  R.  Volmer 


HO  rides  rough  shod  o^er  foes  and  runs  them  down. 
Bares  his  broad  brow  to  wear  the  tyrant"* s  crown i 
But^  mastered  once  the  art  of    Fairy  Tales 
His  victim* s  groans  in  wonderment  he'* II  drown. 


Edward  Wasserman 


LONESOME  girl  sojourning  at  a  Spa, 

A  road flirtation  from  a  motor  car, 

A  window  facing  on  the  Avenue , 

Soon  must  betray  how  masterful  men  are. 


Jesse  Wasserman 


ERFECTION'^S  barrel  I  here  hath  loosed  its  bung! 
A  social  lion  sought  by  maidens  youngs 
Received  by  alien  lands  as  of  the  soil. 
For  he  has  every  language  on  his  tongue. 


J.  Norman  Whitehouse 


LAS!  that  Thespia  hath  a  king  dethroned ^ 
That  matinees  an  idol  hath  bemoaned! 
Oh  Bull!  oh  Bear!  oh  Pelf!     Why  dim  a  star 
T*o  point  with  sins  forever  unatoned. 


Hartwig  N.  Baruch 


H  tricksy  Wabash!    Hast  thou  ever  seen 
Thine  arch  manipulator  all  serene^ 
Turn  from  the  pyrotechnics  of  the  Street 
And  seek  the  soothing  rest  of  gasoline  P 


Cleland  Benedict 


IS  said  that  gossip  curiously  floats  ^ 
That  news  scribes  climb  our  barriers  like  goats. 
But  rumor  hath  it —  be  it  true  or  false  ^ — 
That  there'^s  ^^A  chiel  amang ye  takin"*  notes.^^ 


Lemuel  C.  Benedict 


O  hull  nor  hear  can  sow  temerity^ 
Nor  dim  the  ardor  of  an  F,  F,  V, 
For  speedway  record  hreakings  afternoons j 
Or  evenings  passed  midst  rag-time  memory. 


John 


K.ERR  Branch 


F  there  could  e  ^er  exist  some  otherwhere 
An  Albert  half  so  consummately  rare^ 
hike  his  own  cigarettes  he'^d  end  in  smoke ^ 
O  ''er matched  by  this  de spoiler  of  the  fair. 


Albert  O.  Brown 


JLOVE  determination  in  a  glance 
That  conquers  enemies,      TVho  hath  a  chance 
Against  the  man  who '  j  buying  everywhere^ 
And  causes  all  who  sell  to  look  askance  F 


Philip  T. 


AD  wireless  tickers  been  a  settled  things 
Full  many  a yachtman  ne'*er  had felt  the  sting 
Of  fortunes  scattered  on  the  summer  winds ^ — 
For  he  V  have  placed  his  orders  on  the  wing. 


Charles  S.  Bryan 


ORE  wine!     That  my  dense  wonder  may  take  wings 
And  soar  with  him  who  does  so  many  things'^ 
Golf^  Fashions^  Auto^  Avenue  parades^ 
And  still  has  time  for  speculative  flings. 


Jacob  Cahn 


IGH  Balls  to  pledge  the  sport  of  rare  resource! 
Who  J  instinct  with  the  legends  of  the  course^ 
Turns  stables  into  ball  rooms  for  a  day, 
Then  demonstrates  there  pugilistic  force. 


Jay  F.  Carlisle 


MB  IT  ION  overleap  itself?     Not  so!  Poo-poo! 
There  are  few  things  that  greatness  cannot  do. 
Books ^  horses y  politics^  mixed  with  finance ^ — 
And  he  can  eat  his  cake  and  have  it  too. 


Bird  S.  Coler 


BAT!  A  Ball!  A  high  one  and  thou'^lt  see 
How  past  performances  enduring  be; 
For  he  can  knock  Bull  pitchers  from  the  box, 
Or^  if  he  will^  make  Bears  '^skin  up  a  tree^ 


Walter  J.  Currie 


ARK  here  New  'Jersey'* s  Croesus!    Money  lent 
From  out  his  coffers  heareth  12  per  cent. 
Men  like  to  fish  swarm  madly  to  his  creel ^ 
And  he  has  trained  his  brawn  to  wrongs  resent. 


Howard  P.  Frothingham 


SAW  "  The  man  who  knows  it  all^     No  hook 
Could  teach  him  aught.     One  psychologic  looky 
And  horses  J  dogs,  and  golf  balls  yielded  sway 
Like  black  ^  gainst  white  at  chess  without  a  rook. 


Robert  Goodbody 


HO'* S  schooled  in  law  is  well  equipped for  stocks 
For  each  the  other"* s  linen  often  crocks. 
And  law  is  oft  invoked  in  ticklish  times 
To  warn  unwary  plungers  from  the  rocks. 


Arthur  M.  Lawrence 


HE    Little  Eillee'^''  of  the  floor'*  s  recess  y 
'The  Mighty  JVilliam  of  art  and  finesse'^ 
He  writes  to  charm,  converses  but  to  thrill^ 
When  clients  great  permit  him  to  digress. 


I.  Chauncey  McKeever 


LOJ^E  the  re  St  less  soul  who  pleasures  found 
In  music  noises  while  the  neighbors  frowned. 
Whose  prancing  steed  is  his  comrade  alway^ 
Save  when  invading  Europe  with  a  hound. 


Frederick  W.  Perry 


N  eye  like  Mars  to  threaten  and  command ^ 
A  smile  that  kills  while  seeming  to  he  bland, 
A  nerve  of  iron^ — an  order ^ — and  behold^ 
His  victims  are  ensnared  on  every  hand. 


Millard  F.  Polhemus 


H  arrogance  of  wealth  that  can  allure 
The  delver  after  fame^  the  helpless  poor! 
The  world  of  art  and  music^  women  too^ — 
All  are  fish  for  his  net^  and  all  are  sure. 


Henry  W.  Poor 


MY  WAUL  JTKirr,  WMl  STBEgT,  @  ?  " 

<S«OSVENO)?  POOR. 


IMPLE  indeed  to  juggle  trolley  cars, 
W^hen  he  who  rules  the  road  lets  down  the  bars'. 
And  easier  still  to  laugh  at  knocks  and  blows ^ 
When  Doctor  Whitney"^  s  by  to  heal  the  scars. 


Cornelius  W.  Provost 


O  call  him  ^^ArieP'*  who  cannot  run^ 
Might  well  he  termed  non  alcoholic  fun  ; 
The  tortoise  ^^gets  there sometime^  so  may  he^ 
For  seldom"* s  perfect  what^s  too  quickly  done. 


Nathaniel  D.  Putnam 


H  rara  avis!    Yoking  Bull  and  Bear, 
And  "Playing  them  both  ways  from  anywhere'*'* 
His  car'*  s  a  philanthropic  yuggernaut^ 
And future  Fame-bees  buzz  on  every  air. 


Leonard  Schafer 


OMR  fly  to  music  moved  by  vain  pretense^ 
Some  to  disturb  as  if  by  mal  prepense. 
This  one  does  neither^  but  once  at  the  keys^ 
Stamps  other  ^^thumpers^^  down  as  thirty  cents. 


William  H.  Sussdorff 


ARK  well  this  brow  benignant  and  serene^ 
JVhich^  contemplating^  turns  all  rivals  green. 
Small  wonder  F  Aye^  perhaps  great  JV mder  too. 
He"* s  hand  in  hand,  and  backed  by  mighty  Keene, 


Talbot  J.  Taylor 


